Klara was mad at me. That was clear. We didn't talk for two days after our walk tothe woods, and even weeks later we were still not ourselves. My mother noticedagain, but this time I ignored her attempts to talk about it. What good wouldtalking to her do anyway?
YOU ARE READING
The Sun Shines Brightest in June (Completed) gxg
RomanceJust s short little story about young love, self discovery, and finding happiness even when things don't go the way we hoped they would.
